You wake up next to a tree. You have just fought in a bloody battle. The sky was grey, with the occasional thunder. The ground was red and corpses could be seen for miles. You suddenly hear a muffled voice from behind you as a knight from the nemy team seemed to still be alive. He was crawling twords you, through the mud. His legs seemed to be broken. He started whispearing. Knight: "I won't let-" He coughed some blood "I won't let the enemy escape..." Even tho he could barely move, he slowly made his way twords you, still coughing.